Mion

The heart of plenty

 

 

 

 

 

 

He's a child of the current generation,

Steeped in the ways of the world, even as a kid.

Views everything with benign curiosity,

That which the grown-ups do and say,

Why is there so much confusion?

Can't they see? And Mion sees a great deal,

He sees the hand of the creator moving gently,

Over our thoughts, that which represents oneness,

Our equality. Yes Mion sees it all and yet,

He can't understand our responses in this day,

Why doesn't man look within? The answers are there.

Mion is a sign of more things to come, the way we grow,

In the way in which our cumulative loves and experiences

Are stored in our past memories of ourself.

His associates say the same thing. There's Angel,

Who's concerned that we are not doing enough,

There's divinity, who's prepared to show the way,

There's the genus of the man, ready to take the cause.

Mion waits for the will, when he can put his ambition into action.

Bring man together in mind, realize the oneness of our self,

Raise the cause, bond others at heart and achieve the promise.

He can and knowing Mion,there's every certainty, he will.

 

Reviews

[Viet Pham]

I can sense you've put a lot of thought into this poem and it really pays out in the end, like an addicted gambler with a winning lottery ticket.